My body is beginning tocontract around his fingers. My eyes are havingtrouble focusing so I close them and feel them roll upand away from reality. I h...ar the ocean in thedistance as he puts his face between my legs andgreedily laps my juices. I come on his face . . .quietly, like the sounds of the wind coming from the small surround sound system in his dim office. He stands up again and grabs my hand and places it on his erection under his unopened trousers and presses itthere hard while he. Since then for several days, I continued to remain on VIP frenchie regardless of time of the day or actions before and after. I walked in front of her, I went into kitchen several times when she was cooking. I helped her take stuff down from upper cabinets. All this wearing just different coloured VIP frenchies and with throbbing, protruding, erect penis. Alas, there was no effect.One day I pondered. What should I do. Should I just walk naked in the house while Maya was around. I could not. . Don't stop... It's so deep inside me... Cum Mike... Cum deep in my pussy... Fill me with your hot cream." Mike buried himself inside her and began to pump his cum into the depths of her womb. The force and volume of his load sent Chris over the edge again. "I feel it shooting inside me!" Chris whimpered and then came with him. She spread her legs as wide as she could and grabbed his ass with both of her hands. She held him him deep inside her worn out pussy, and let him empty himself within. There he closed the door before kneeling over the toilet and tossing his breakfast into the spotlessly clean porcelain bowl.Kneeling there, his mouth tasting like vomit, he tried to piece together what he had just walked in on. This obviously wasn't the first time. It was a regular, planned Saturday morning occurrence.How long had this been going on? Since the fields dried out enough for him to get into them, he had been spending every Saturday morning, usually until 2 or 3 PM out there. That.